Halloween Poem

Celebration Of All Hallows' Eve

This poem is for those of us who still love Halloween or All Hallows' Eve, as some people refer to it. I've always loved the fun of this harvest celebration. This time of year does have a special mysterious eeriness to it, especially at night. Spiders are spinning the most fantastic webs. Sometimes the moon glows yellow, full and bright. Other times there's a dull white glow with misty passing clouds and chilliness. It's a fantastic time of year to enjoy and sometimes allow our imaginations to have fun!

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Fearful, Foggy Night

© more by Patricia L. Cisco

Published: October 2017

Damp darkness befalls as gray fog settles in.
Frightening shadows lingering within.

Footsteps echo through the black, eerie night
With scrapings and rustlings, yet nothing in sight.

Misty clouds floating across the dull moon.
Heart stopping feelings of horror and doom.

Howling squeals pierce the smoggy air.
My heart pounding harder in panicky fear.

The faster and faster I try to race,
My shaky, weak legs won't keep up the pace.

A scary, awful blood-curdling scream.
I feel so faint, as if in a dream.

Ghostly eyes glowing in bushes distant,
Getting closer and closer in an instant.

Frozen stiff, I shut my eyes tight,
Holding my breath with all my might.

Then swishing past in the chilly breeze,
Opening one eye, I suddenly breathe.

Finally putting my fears at ease.
Oh, it's just Trick or Treaters on All Hallows' Eve!

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